Disclaimer: I do not own Medabots, nor any of the characters from the original manga. I own myself and all of my characters. That including both Foxfires, Akura, and her mother. I own the rights to this fanfic.
"Miss Jetson?"
A red head with styled sunglasses in a dull gray uniform stood up, facing a scientist in a typical white coat. She dusted off her knees from being on the floor and bowed her head in greeting.
"Yes sir?"
"There's been vandelisation in the Application room. We'll need some clean up." He hinted towards her mop and bucket at her feet. The woman nodded with another bow, smiling.
"Yes, of course sir! Right away sir!"
The scientist nodded back in acknowledgement and turned to walk away. As soon as his back was to her, she pulled a few dirty looks and faces his way.
'Gawd, all this authority words. Yes sir! Of course sir!' The red head thought angrily, dragging along her mop and bucket on wheels. 'Couldn't they have gotten me a higher position then a janitor?!'
If you, the reader, haven't guessed right about now who the rude-mannered woman with short red hair and sun glasses is, I'm sorry I left you in the dark. Suspense is awful to go through.
Gill Girl trudged off down the corridor, grumbling mildly. She glanced down to consult a map of the floor she was on... scribbled sloppily onto her hand. Because of Sea Slug's failure to not only keep undercover, but also not retrieve a rare medal, Gill Girl had been the next choice. Unfortunately, the highest job the Rubber Robos could get her without arising suspicion from the Corporation was a janitor.
And of course, when thinking of a cover name for Gill Girl, the dimwits had been watching 'The Jetson's'. Hence, her very foreign(American) last name.
Gill Girl turned down another corridor and came up to a door with the gold plated sign reading 'Medabot Application Room'
'Medabot Application?' She gave the sign a funny look, certain she'd never heard of such a room. Let alone been in it. She took the ring of keys hanging off her janitor uniform's belt and picked out a random key. It was odd for A Rubber Robo to be using keys, seeing as most of the time they forced to jimmy open the locks.
She peered inside and gasped at the 'vandelisation'.
The door opened up into a booth with computer control panels with a glass window facing into another room. While the booth was all gray paneled with metal surfacing, the other room was concrete and dry-walled white.
The vandelisation the scientist had talked about was the first thing that really caught Gill Girl's eye. The white room was torn up and the walls were dented in places. The glass window was smashed into thousands of pieces, littering the paneled ground in the booth.
The red head sighed, it would take her atleast the rest of her shift to clean up all the glass. That would mean all her spying in unknown rooms would have to wait until tomorrow.
Her eyes scattered along corners of the booth, hoping for a broom to be available, but something different grabbed her attention.
On the control panels were two, small TV monitors. Underneath one of the TVs was a VCR, a recording CD just poking out from its holder. Gill Girl pursed her lips together a little, figuring it might be nice to watch some TV while working.
Mindful of the glass on the floor, she tip toed over to the desk and lightly pushed in the CD.
The TV monitors came to life with snow, after a moment's wait (and a slap to the TV from Gill Girl) the static cleared and a black and white image of someone's eyes opening up, gazing at their surroundings.
Gill Girl raised her eyebrows from behind her sunglasses, realizing that the recording had taken place in the white room right beside her. She took a seat in one of the rolling chairs and watched the screen avidly.
The camera was taking on the point of view from someone and that someone stood up, confused as to why they were back in the room.
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"So where are we gonna put her?" Metabee asked, referring to Foxy. Ikki looked up from his plate with a shrug.
It was dinner time and everyone was sitting at the laid out table. Of course Ikki's father was at work so it was just his mom cooking for the night. The Medabots had their hot oil while Ikki and his mom had Beef and Brocolli with shrimp and rice.
"You know we don't have any more extra rooms Ikki." Mrs. Tenryou added, picking up her chop sticks.
"Well I figured she'd just stay in Foxfire's room." He explained simply, putting down his now empty rice bowl. Foxfire gave him an incredulous look. Foxy made a sound of agreement from her hot oil.
"MmmM."
"M-my room?" She stammered. Ikki nodded, unphased by her expression.
"Yeah, why not? I mean you're uh... well I guess you're kinda like sisters. So no big deal."
Foxfire didn't say anything more. Did Ikki REALLY trust Foxy that much? Had they bonded so much during the robattle? She didn't say anything more, fiddling with her cup of oil. Ikki certainly had never talked to her in such a way when Ikki congratulated Foxy.... But then again, Foxfire had never robattled.
"Did Rokusho say WHEN he was coming by?" Metabee teased, now LOVING his position as Foxfire's big brother. The FOX gave him a deadpan look.
"Hush up."
"Just a question...."
"Aww, are we feeling sen-si-tive?" Foxy put on a pouty voice when finishing her sentence. Foxfire gave a hurt look, feeling almost ganged up on.
"Just quit it."
Ikki laughed lightly, scratching the back of his head. "Geez, this is gonna take some getting used to." Mrs. Tenryou gushed at the three Medabots.
"Aww, it's like I have three other children!" There was a collective sweat drop around the table. She swept around the table humming giddily, cleaning up everyone's dishes.
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By the end of the video, Gill Girl's jaw had unhinged a good two inches. The monitor shut off itself, popping out the recording CD again.
Gill Girl had seen and heard of Medafighters, evil ones at that, have their Medabots do some EXTREME things. The WORST of moral driving their commands through the Medawatch. Most of them belonging to the Rubber Robo team.
But she had never witnessed a true evil Medabot that acted on will for the name of destruction. This FOX type... she was PERFECT for the Rubber Robos. Gill Girl had no doubt in her mind that this Medabot's Medal was rare. She had never come up on an evil Medabot in her life.
"But where?" She bit her thumb, legs shaking and tapping against the ground. Where was the Medabot now? 'She MUST be in the building, but where could they be holding her?'
Gill Girl snatched out a cell phone from her pocket and spoke clearly to the speaker on the front. "Sea Slug."
The phone started dialing number tones rapidly and soon she could hear the dial tone.
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Sea Slug, the used-to-be leader of the Rubber Robos slumped over a futon, snoozing away the evening hours. Drool, much to this author's disgust to write, oozed it's way from the corner of his mouth.
Squidguts had TRIED to wake the Robo up a few hours before, and even though Sea Slug had been awake, he refused to leave his futon.
The man was heart broken, and not to mention regarded as a failure.
But depressed or not, the phone on the end table almost RIGHT beside his futon began to ring for attention. Sea Slug pouted, burying his head into his pillow.
'Stupid phone....' He thought, trying to block out the sound. But the phone continued ringing with earnest. Sea Slug needed to mope! How dare someone try to intrude on his sulking!
After one last ring, the answering service kicked in. "Hello, dis Al Woi's Ramen shop!" An old man with a severe chinese accent's voice spoke up for the answering machine. Sea Slug glared with a deadpan look at the phone, one of the Robo's had obviously done the message as a joke. He could even hear some laughter in the background. "W-we not hee now, so lee message! We ansa!"
The ridiculous message ended with Sea Slug sweatdropping. "We REALLY need to fire that guy."
The all-traditional BEEEP sounded off in the silence to signal for the caller to talk. "... What the HECK was that?" He heard Gill Girl's befuddled voice come out of the answering machine, obviously a little put off by the message. "I KNOW this is the right number. And Sea Slug I KNOW you're there! Pick up! I've found a Medabot who might pick up the Leader's interest!"